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Yahweh, look what You’ve done for me

look what You’ve done for me / Your blood has set me free / Jesus my Lord, look what You’ve done for me / i haven’t been the same / ever since that day i called Your name / Yahweh, Yahweh, look what You’ve done for me

what can i do for You, my Lord? / i want You to know my heart is Yours / it’s not a question of what You can do for me / but what can i do for You my Lord?

So because I was playing with cute three year olds [read: being hugged, being followed, being used for a chair, making endless bathroom trips, reading stories and being ignored until I stopped, etc] I missed service today. We only had one service, so therefore I missed Tiffani getting baptized, and I missed the epic music [sans Drew. Still have not been to a Drew-less service, and I assume it will be lower on the awesome-level, albeit still awesome, because that’s just how my church family rolls] that commenced today. I love my church family so much. I am starting to feel really, really settled and I am so, so happy.

I missed Look What You’ve Done, He Loves Us [what is this song actually called, anyway? ‘He Loves Us’, ‘How He Loves’ or ‘How He Loves Us’?] and another equally awesome song upstairs in service. I haven’t been to a legit service in a couple weeks, only playing with adorable three year olds, I really miss it. Next Sunday, I will do both!

Jesus, look what You’ve done for me. Brought me from the depths of self-absorption of depression to this. This abundant, never-ceasing feeling of being ALIVE. What else can I do, but use my life and my love to praise You? Use all that You allow me to do in this life as a form of worship to Your never-ending love, Your love that heals, changes, ignites life. A love I don’t deserve.

What can I do to show You more love . . . to love You more and more as You love me?